Waiting for the wind, waiting for the rain, waiting for your return

Soon, support from all directions arrived one after another. Beichen led all Shura puppets and demon monks who were willing to participate in this battle to withdraw from Juling and stationed in Zhanjun Mountain.Here is adjacent to the demon realm, and the demon clan nourished by the demon energy will become stronger.

The night was already deep, Xiao Zhongyuan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and the surroundings were surrounded by thick darkness, which was terrifying.In the endless darkness, a solitary lamp like a bean suddenly lit up, illuminating the size of the land, but it was especially warm.

Xiao Zhongyuan followed the only ray of light, approaching, approaching... A thin white figure with his back facing him, holding a color palette, seemed to be drawing something, with a bone hairpin on his head, Wearing a low bun, black hair hanging down.

With the faint light, it seems to be a part of the Buddhist painting scripture.

Xiao Zhongyuan: "Who are you?"

The man stopped the pen in his hand and turned around. The moment Xiao Zhongyuan saw his eyebrows, Xiao Zhongyuan was startled, as if he saw himself in a mirror, but this man was thinner and colder, and the sharp lines on his face made the pair of sword eyebrows even sharper. An intimidating aura that you dare not look directly at.

The man smiled slightly, his eyes clear water: "It doesn't matter who I am, it's you who finally came here."

Here, where is this?Demon domain?It's just that in the legendary Demon Realm, the resentment and evil spirit are soaring to the sky. Although this place is terrifying, there is a peaceful and quiet force exuding it, which makes people feel peaceful.

The man seemed to see the confusion in his heart: "This is the Demon Realm, and it is also the Buddha lamp that purifies the world."

"Xihuang!" Xiao Zhongyuan blurted out, counting 10 years ago, the ancient god subdued the dragon clan, defeated Chi You, established the ancient heaven, and bestowed peace on the six realms.Respect rose spontaneously in my heart: "You, are you really Emperor Xi? You didn't die, that's great!"

Xihuang was still as indifferent as the cloud and the wind: "I have returned to heaven and earth hundreds of thousands of years ago. What you see now is just a memory left in the Buddha lamp. There is no concept of time and space here. Appeared by your breath."

Xiao Zhongyuan suddenly opened his eyes wide: "So... I really am you?"

Xihuang was noncommittal: "If you want to believe it, then it is, if you don't want to believe it, then you are not. I am just a few hundred thousand years ago, and I am no longer part of the present. So it doesn't matter whether you are me or not, you are just yourself. "

After all, Xihuang continued to turn his back and draw the sutra change picture silently: "The ebb and flow of the tide is for the rise of the tide, and death is for the rebirth. I have copied the scriptures here for tens of thousands of years. When the Buddha lamp is lit again , these illuminated Buddha pictures will disperse and purify the entire Demon Realm."

Xiao Zhongyuan: "Can Emperor Xi tell me where the Jingshi Buddha Lamp is? How can I get it? Beichen's current power is beyond my power."

Xihuang: "I used to light the lamp with the primordial spirit, Zhongyuan, you have a part of my breath left in you, so you can sense the existence of the Buddha lamp. As long as you are willing to offer sacrifices to the Buddha lamp and light the lamp with the primordial spirit, it will automatically will appear in your hand. Go..."

Xiao Zhongyuan suddenly opened his eyes and sat up, it was a dream, but the memory in the dream was so real.No matter what the outcome of the battle between gods and demons is, the Jingshi Buddha Lamp will be the last blow to solve the demon realm.

Beichen opened his eyes, but put his hand on his shoulder: "What, is it a nightmare?"

Xiao Zhongyuan didn't want to pay attention to him, and continued to lie face down wrapped in his own quilt, leaving Beichen with a cold back.Fortunately, even though Beichen forced him to sleep with him, he did nothing.

Beichen didn't mind his indifference, his phoenix eyes were still warm, filled with a satisfied smile.He cherishes the remaining time very much, the time he can be alone with Zhong Yuan is running out.

He picks up Zhong Yuan's ink hair and sniffs carefully, those old days are coming one after another, if I can have an afterlife, Zhong Yuan, I would also give up everything and rebuild my merits, only wishing to form a relationship with you in the past life.

Enter the king's heart in the dream, know that I am longing for love.

At dawn, when the first ray of light penetrated into the room, Xiao Zhongyuan woke up.He wanted to get up, but found that there was a phoenix bell on his right wrist, and the other end of the magic weapon was embedded in the wall, and the pale golden spiritual power flowed.Bei Chen was neatly dressed and leaning against the head of the bed, his eyes were staring at him non-stop, as if he had been waiting for him to wake up.

Xiao Zhongyuan couldn't break free several times, but a red mark was drawn on his wrist by the force of his struggle.

"What are you doing, let me go!"

There was a booming sound outside the hall. I don't know if it was the sound of running water in the hot spring pool or the sound of wind and rain outside the hall.

Seeing that his starry eyes were full of anger, Bei Chen smiled slightly: "Zhong Yuan, have you heard the sound of the battle drums in the heavens? Heh, I have heard it countless times, but I have never felt as pleasant as it is today. It is for me. battle song."

Your help is here!Xiao Zhongyuan was overjoyed, but looked at Beichen but was cold.

"Then why did you trap me here? You've been planning for so long, isn't this the day you've been waiting for?"

Bei Chen leaned over and pinched Xiao Zhongyuan's jaw, breathing on his face.The phoenix's eyes were as affectionate as ever.

"Zhongyuan, this is a war between me and him. I don't want you to get involved, let alone see you cheering for him. I will be heartbroken. You stay here obediently and wait for me to come back." After finishing speaking, he said arrogantly Kissing his warm and lustrous lips, the tip of his nose is full of his unique scent of vegetation, warm and clear...

Long Jiu let go of him, looked back, turned and left.

Xiao Zhongyuan lay on the bed and retched: Beichen, you bastard!

Thunder bursts above Zhanjun Mountain, flags flutter, and ten heavenly soldiers in white armor stepping on the clouds, full of majesty, are waiting in formation.Above all kinds of magical soldiers is dazzling silver light, and the most powerful Pegasus raises its head and hooves, and the flowing spiritual light interweaves a colorful auspicious cloud.

Underneath is the Kunlun Ruins with people from the Immortal Gate plundering the formation with their swords. In midair, Jiuying is burning with huge red flames. He was beheaded by Jun Shining once, but now there are only eight of them left, but there is nothing left. Reduce the prestige of this ancient monster.

More than 40 Shura puppets dressed in black armor spread all over the mountains and plains, and the black magic energy was everywhere, and the sunlight that shot down was dimmed under the cover of the magic energy.

Beichen narrowed his phoenix eyes slightly, raised his head and smiled and said, "Lord God of War is really a big show, I congratulate you for regaining control of the Ten Heavenly Soldiers." Looking at Bai Changting again, the phoenix eyes squinted: "Little fox, you ungrateful Little thing, it wasn't like this when you asked me for help, and now you are bringing Jiuying to fight against me? Have you forgotten how the Xianmen controlled the demons as slaves and destroyed Luanchuan?"

Bai Changting's peach-blossom eyes were still sparkling, and he was deeply intoxicated: "At this time and at that time, I don't want to be with the fairy sect, but who makes Qingqiu owe Jun Fu and Xiao Zhongyuan a favor? It's a good intention to repay you. It's just that I didn't expect that the once mighty Master Siming of the Six Realms would now fall into the demon clan, which is a pity."

Beichen snorted coldly: "What is a god and what is a demon? It's just the winner and the loser. The winner writes it down. It doesn't matter. The Tao is always one foot taller than the devil. The demon realm has been silent for too long. Let's go together, so that I don't have to clean up one by one."

The crowd parted, and Jun, who was dressed in red and held Zhanlu in his hand, walked out slowly. His body was as tall and straight as a pine, his brows were as cold as ice and snow, and his dark pupils were as bright and scorching as flames hidden.

Wear thunder, be proud of the sun, sing in the wind.The young man should be like this, and the nine heavens are alarmed.

Bei Chen was a little upset, such a person was too perfect.

Jun Fu: "Beichen, where is Zhongyuan?"

Beichen: "You can control it, he is mine, I won't tell you."

A red flame ignited in Jun Fu's eyes, and a horrifying black mist appeared all over his body. He held up his martial arts in his hands: "Follow my order, destroy the demon clan, seal the demon realm, and kill."

The thunder drum beat again, and thousands of horses galloped like a surging sea, sweeping the tide, killing those Shura puppets with the momentum of thunder... The colorful rays of light and the rolling black mist were instantly entangled, creating a spectacle.

Jun Fu was already swept by like a hurricane, and he swept towards Bei Chen: "Go to hell!"

In Shengjing City, Jun Shiqing stood on the high wall of the palace gate, looked up at the intertwined colors of black, red, and white in the distance, and murmured: "Is that the battle between gods and demons? It's so beautiful, from afar." From a distance, it looks like a rainbow. He Lu, that is your hometown."

"It's windy on the wall, be careful of the cold." He Lu handed Jun Shiqing a mink velvet cloak, and moved closer to him: "It used to be, but the place where you are now is my hometown. From Xunzhou City to Shengjing, from Nanlin Palace to Xidu Palace, I will help you achieve what you want step by step, this is our home."

Jun Shiqing smiled, and there was still an incomprehensible smile on his fair, youthful face: "If I hadn't protected you, you would have died more than a dozen times. Brother Huang sent someone to investigate earlier. You, the Nanmen family has a descendant, Nanmen Sheng, who is proficient in talisman and seal art, and walks in the world, and his writings are unknown."

Jun Shiqing tilted his head to look at He Lu, but there was no inquisitive intent in his beautiful almond eyes: "At that time, I thought, the Nanmen Sheng is now Nanmen Ya, and you are the Nanmen Sheng, right? I said isn't it?"

He Lu held Jun Shiqing's hand: "If you can survive Jun Shining's torture, I know you are not simple. My brother has always been far-sighted. The name of Nanmen Sheng entered the Kunlun Ruins, looking for a suitable fairy body, Nanmen Ya became a memorial tablet in the mourning hall. Even if it was revealed later, there would be no more Nanmen Sheng in the world. But the law can be preserved, and the Demon Realm will never be completely sealed."

Jun Shiqing let him hold his hand, and sighed: "So you stayed in the Nanlin Palace under the name of He Lu, and became the folk monster catcher that no one has known for a long time. I guarded such a big place for you How can you thank me for a secret?"

He Lu kissed him for a while, until his eyes were flushed and the bottom of his eyes were moist: "You have already been contaminated with my breath. This is our endless fate. Even if the bones are broken, the tendons are still connected. In the future, you He will be the master of the eight barren and 72 states."

"Hmm..." Jun Shiqing looked forward to it: "But do you think Brother Huang will agree? He has almost cleaned up those ghoul puppets."

Nanmen Sheng laughed and said: "What a pity, the most indispensable thing in this world is dead body materials. After the war of gods and demons, they all need to recuperate. My Ah Qing, don't worry, our era will always come .”